Xiao Han really wanted to know who ruined his hard work, and even more wanted to know whether this person did it intentionally or unintentionally!
But there is nothing to be done, because there are too few people who survive! The information he needed was simply not available. Even if there were a few lucky ones, they were unfortunately beheaded by Li Shimin.
Every time he saw the pool of blood on the ground, Xiao Han wished he could learn from Sun Wukong's skills, go down to the underworld, arrest those ghosts, and question them carefully.
"Hey, aren't you just trying to avoid responsibility by calling the accident a natural disaster? It's human nature to take advantage of good times and avoid disasters, so you don't have to chop them all down in anger, right? Even if you have to chop them down, why don't you leave a few for me?"
Xiao Han was still sighing on the boulder. Not far away, a Forbidden Army guard had rushed over. Seeing Xiao Han on the boulder, he quickly ran over and clasped his fists and said: "Xiao Hou, the account book you requested has been delivered."
"Huh? Are you here so soon?"
Xiao Han was a little surprised when he heard that the account book had arrived, but he didn't think much about it. He clapped his hands, jumped down from the boulder, and walked out with the guards.
The account book he asked the guard to find was sent by a department responsible for supply.
In these account books, all items coming in and out of the place are recorded in detail, including tools, food and raw materials used to make firearms.
Now, Xiao Han can't find anyone alive to ask about these things, so he can only look at these dead objects to see if he can find any clues from them.
"Master Hou! You are back!"
In a tent far away from the mountains, Manager Fang held a stack of thick account books in his arms and paced back and forth anxiously. When footsteps sounded outside and Xiao Han opened the curtain and came in, he let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly hugged The account book came forward to see the gift.
"Huh?" Xiao Han, who entered the tent, did not expect that the person delivering the account books was Lao Fang. The moment he saw him, he was obviously stunned: "Old Fang, why is it you?"
When Lao Fang saw Xiao Han's surprised look, his face that had just stretched out immediately wrinkled up like a bitter melon, and whispered in a low voice: "Master Hou, if not me, who else could it be?"
"Ahem..." Xiao Han realized that he had made a mistake at this time, and hurriedly coughed twice and said: "Old Fang, don't think too much, I mean, Hou Junji didn't replace you?"
"He wanted to change! But he didn't have time to change, wouldn't something happen?" Lao Fang suddenly realized, he couldn't help grinning, he looked like he wanted to laugh, but then he thought that this was not the time to gloat, so he quickly closed his mouth and bitterly Hold it in.
"Humph, luckily you held it back. If you dare to laugh out loud, those people outside will definitely not let you see the sun tomorrow!" Xiao Han glared at Lao Fang, who had worked very hard to suppress his laughter. Fang's face turned into a bitter melon again, and then he came to a table behind the big account, tapped the table with his fingers and continued: "Bring over the account book, the numbers in it have not been changed by anyone!"
With a grimace on his face, Lao Fang followed Xiao Han and put the account books on the table. While he was looking through the account books, he rolled his eyelids and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Hou, Lao Fang made all these account books myself. Are you still worried about our work? There is absolutely no chance that there will be any mistakes. If there are any mistakes, I will not even be able to see the moon tonight, not to mention the sun tomorrow!"
"Hmph, it's cloudy today, and there's no moon at night!" Xiao Han snorted twice, ignoring the sarcastic old Fang, and continued to immerse himself in the dense numbers in the account book.
The account books related to the firearms workshop all use the Xiao family's new accounting method of offsetting loans and debits, which is very different from the running accounts that are popular in the Tang Dynasty today. It is probably for this reason that Hou Junji's talents can't do it all at once. Replace the important role of Lao Fang.
Otherwise, let alone Hou Junji, even if Xiao Han takes over a new place, he will immediately replace Lao Fang's butler-like position with one of his own! Otherwise, if someone just makes a small move, it will be enough for him to drink a pot.
I don’t know if Lao Fang has ever thought of stumbling upon Hou Junji in private.
But Xiao Han firmly believes that this old guy will never fool him! Therefore, after seeing the data in it, he didn't even ask, and just started calculating in his mind.
"Here, since the tenth day of the lunar month, how come the supply of firearms raw materials has increased so much? Why has the production suddenly disappeared!" His fingers slowly slid line by line on the account book. When he reached a number, Xiao Han stopped. , frowned and looked at Lao Fang standing aside.
Hearing this, Lao Fang quickly stepped forward to take a look, and then said with a bitter face: "Back to Lord Marquis, this is because from this day on, the people in the firearms research workshop have almost changed! Our family, ahem, is the original All the old people are gone, and only a bunch of idiots who don’t understand firearms are left here! When the good raw materials came into their hands, all they made were waste products, and they were all reimbursed in the experiment, so there was no output!
As for the subsequent increase in supply, it was because a manager named Mr. Gu Liang specifically asked us to increase the supply of raw materials in order to allow these new people to get started quickly! "
"Huh? Mr. Gu Liang?" Xiao Han couldn't help but condense his eyes when he heard the name, and said in a cold voice: "If he says to increase the size, he will increase it? And those so-called waste products that are wasted, are you sure they are really wasted? Already?"
"Uh..." Lao Fang looked a little unnatural and hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Actually, we felt something was wrong at first and wanted to report it, but Mr. Gu Liang took Hou Shangshu's warrant and directly told us to report it. , just report it to him! So...so..."
"So you just gave it to him! There was no investigation!" When Xiao Han heard this, his nose almost became angry!
I and Ren Qing have racked their brains and worked hard to establish a set of effective rules, and it has only been a few days and it has become like this?
"Well, we also want to investigate, but they won't let us in..." Lao Fang stared at the furious Xiao Han with a guilty conscience, and slightly distanced himself from him, as if he was afraid that he would get angry and hurt someone.
"They won't let in! You can't... just can't..." Xiao Han glared at Lao Fang angrily, gritting his teeth for a long time, but he didn't say anything further.
Yes, in order to avoid suspicion, I became a hands-off shopkeeper and didn’t care about anything! Even Ren Qing left!
Lao Fang and the others are just small stewards. What can they do based on just a little guess? Did he really go to Chang'an to complain?
Thinking of this, Xiao Han wanted to curse his mother, but couldn't.
Of course, apart from this, he was also vaguely aware of other things.
That means people like Lao Fang are also conniving with the Ministry of War! Maybe they also want the Ministry of War to dig out the trap, and then welcome them back with good reputation.
But who would have thought that Hou Junji had indeed poked a hole in the basket, but not only had he poked a hole in the basket, he had also poked a hole in the sky!
